A Patch Of Old Snow

There's a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
Had brought to rest.

It is speckled with grime as if
Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I've forgotten --
If I ever read it.

by Robert Frost

Comments (20)

i shidded and farded and camed in the macaroni salad
The birds are chirping, the flowers are blooming, i said im already tracer so, .. play some fortnite. Wellllll i think your a spoiled brat
I hate this poem it sucks so mush
So delicate and nice and wonderful
I love this it’s one of my favorites I didn’t like how it was read on the audio though.
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